Listening to You The Smithereens

Welcome to the camp, I guess you all know why we're here
My name is Tommy, and I became aware this year
If you want to follow me, you've got to play pinball
And put in your earplugs, put on your eyeshades, you know where to put the cork

Hey, you, getting drunk, so sorry, I've got you sussed
Hey, you, smoking Mother Nature, this is a bust
Hey, hung up old Mr. Normal, don't try to gain my trust
'Cause you ain't gonna follow me any of those ways although you think you must

We're not gonna take it
We're not gonna take it
We're not gonna take it
We're not gonna take it

We're not gonna take it, never did and never will
We're not gonna take it, gonna break it, gonna shake it
Let's forget it better still

Now you can't hear me, your ears are truly sealed
You can't speak either, your mouth is filled
You can't see nothing and pinball completes the scene
Here comes Uncle Ernie to guide you to your very own machine

We're not gonna take it
We're not gonna take it
We're not gonna take it
We're not gonna take it

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